After pulling Excalibur from the stone, the men in Draken decided to celebrate, before leaving for Camelot the next day.
Reluctantly, Arthur was forced to leave his new sword in his room, because apparently Mordred felt uncomfortable around it. He looked at it as if it was the enemy. However, the blond did not want to part with it, because he was afraid that someone could steal it.
He had calmed down when Merlin had told him that no one but him or someone he trusted could touch Excalibur without being burned by the dragon fire with which the sword had been forged.
The feast was very pleasant and Arthur smiled and joked for the first time after a week of shadows and despair.
However, the more he drank, the more he became clinging with Merlin. With the passing of the hours, he became increasingly possessive, never letting the brunet out of his sight and glaring at anyone who came too near his husband. At first, Arthur tried to touch Merlin as much intimately as possible, but Mordred's presence on Merlin's lap blocked him every time... he could not wait to put the baby to bed.
….
A few hours later, the kings retired to their rooms and while Arthur was busy admiring Excalibur under the moonlight, Merlin helped Mordred to bed in the next room.
"Daddy, when we go home?" The prince asked in an innocent but a bit sad and melancholy voice.
"Very soon, my love. Very soon, we will back home and to Aithusa ..." He tried to calm his child by talking about the wooden dragon that Balinor had made for Merlin and that Merlin had given to Mordred. Merlin was sure that his father would have been happy to know that the grandson he would never know had something of his. The king smiled, stroking his child's black hair.
The prince's eyes lit up at hearing the name of his dragon toy. "Will we see Granpa Gaius, Granma Alice and Uncle Gwaine too?"
Merlin beamed at him, "Of course. They'll be happy to see you again, pumpkin. But now you must rest. Tomorrow we have a long journey ahead of us"
The child nodded. Then, he looked down and bit his lips, as if he was not sure of being allowed to ask what he had in his mind. "Daddy, I…"
"Mordred? What is it, darling? You know you can tell me everything ..."
"Is Papa ... is Papa hurting you?" The child asked in a very small voice ... almost whispering.
Merlin was shocked ... his heart fell into his stomach. "Wh ... What? Why do you think such a thing?"
Mordred shrugged, "Auntie Gwen told me that Papa hurts you, that he keeps you captive, that he is evil and that you do not want to be with him..."
Merlin closed his eyes for a moment and breathed deeply. He knew who was to blame for all this: Morgana. Gwen was not able to have her own opinion... everything she did and said was Morgana's doing. She was trying to make Mordred hate his papa, using his love for Merlin. Witch!
"Honey, Antie Gwen was lying. You see, she's not well ... now she is not herself and therefore she did not believe what she was saying. Soon, papa, uncle Lancelot and I will save her. Mordred, your father does not hurt me ... he loves me. Besides, I could never hate him ... after all, he gave me you ... my most important treasure," Merlin said, hugging his son, hoping to have convinced him.
The child nodded, heartened. He laid serenely in the bed, watching his daddy with all the love he had.
Merlin smiled, kissing him on the forehead. "I love you, Mordred. You're the most important thing in my life... sweet dreams, my angel"
"Sweet dreams, daddy ... I love you too." Mordred closed his eyes and was soon asleep, forgetting to tell his father that sometimes he had also heard a woman' voice in his head, telling him the same things Guinevere did.
….
Merlin barely had the time to close the door of the bedroom that Arthur was all over him immediately. He kissed him with despair and passion, "Finally! I could not wait any longer. I must have you now!"
The brunet was momentarily surprised by the assault ... he was no longer accustomed to a so impetuous Arthur. However, he had to admit that he had missed him like this. "Ar ... Arthur ... are you okay? It has been a while since you acted like this!" Merlin said, returning the kiss without restraint.
"I know ... I know ... Sorry ... but do not worry ... I am myself again now... from now on, I will give you all the love you deserve. And now I'm going to thank you for your trust, if you do not have any objections"
"None ..." Merlin said, shaking his head. His lips were already swollen and red.
"Good," said Arthur, ripping his husband's clothes in a single gesture.
In a moment, they were both naked and standing in the middle of the room.
Arthur began to kiss, lick and bite Merlin's neck. Then, he did the same with his belly, loving that part of his body, where his son had grown for nine months. Then, Arthur came up and licked a nipple, then the other. In the end, he bite them both, strong.
Merlin moaned, almost screaming with pleasure. Arthur covered his mouth with a hand, whispering in his ear, "Shh, my love ... You do not want to wake our son up. To tell you the truth, I know a perfect way to keep you silent..."
Arthur put his hands on Merlin's shoulders and pushed him to kneel in front of his huge and throbbing cock.
The blond took his penis in hand and moved it from right to left against Merlin's lips, wetting them with his pre-cum.
The brunet could not resist the temptation to lick his lips in a sensual way, knowing the effect that gesture had on his husband.
Arthur moaned, "Oh, darling. You do not know what you do to me ... I love you so much! Come on, take it ... I know you want it"
Without hesitation, Arthur pushed his member beyond Merlin's lips, all inside.
The younger king put his hands on Arthur's waists to hang on something and to feel his strong muscles twitching, as he pushed into his mouth more and more frantically.
"Oh yes, Merlin ... use more tongue ... yeah, like that ... harder ... oh God ..." Arthur could not hold back an expression of pure pleasure, when Merlin rubbed his testicles with his hot hand, touching his anus softly.
Arthur came and held Merlin's head firmly there, until he had swallowed everything.
"Wow ... so good. But you haven't had your satisfaction yet, my little one. Do no worry ... I'll take care of you ... but I'm warning you: tonight I will not be too kind ... I just want feel you completely"
Merlin nodded. He understood Arthur's need to regain control of his life.
The brunet stood up and the blond helped him to kneel on the bed.
"Spread your legs, my love ... perfect ... now rest your head on the pillow ... I want to see your beautiful ass in the air"
Merlin did it. Arthur picked up a wooden bar from a corner of the room and put it behind Merlin's knees. He took a rope and tied his knees to the bar, careful to separate them as much as possible from each other. Then, he tied Merlin's hands to the central part of the bar, passing them between the legs of the brunet.
"Beautiful..." Arthur whispered, as he watched his husband completely at his mercy. Gently, he stroked his back and bottom.
Merlin squirmed slightly ... the ropes did not leave him much room to move. "Arthur ... this is not necessary ... I will not run away"
"Shh ... I told you, you will wake up the baby ... you leave me no choice"
Arthur found a handkerchief and used it as a gag, tying it behind the bounded boy's head. "Now you're perfect"
Arthur positioned himself behind Merlin, looking reverently at his asshole moving to the rhythm of the brunet's breath.
The blonde leaned over it and blew on that perfect entrance.
"Mnmmphphnmm" Merlin moaned.
Then, Arthur began to lick it; first with circular movements of his tongue, then licking up and down. When he was sure that it was well wetted, he blew again and Merlin flinched at the coldness that he felt in that so delicate part of his body.
After a few minutes licking outside, Arthur's tongue penetrated Merlin and began to fuck him. The brunet trashed beneath his husband, but Arthur did not give him respite; indeed ... whenever Merlin moved too much, Arthur spanked his buttocks strongly.
After a while, Merlin came for the first time that evening ... and it would not be the last one.
Satisfied that his husband was well stretched and with his eyes unfocused, Arthur pushed inside two fingers, finger-fucking him, before he had recovered from the orgasm.
He found his prostate immediately and rubbed it mercilessly. Merlin clenched his tied hands in fists because of his high sensitivity. He was trembling.
Arthur noticed and clenched Merlin's hand, as a sort of comfortable gesture, while inserting the third finger. Merlin cum again with a muffled scream.
Arthur chuckled, "I see you like it ... Calm down ... I will give you a lot of more soon," He said, while masturbating the brunet's spent cock.
Unable to restrain himself any longer, Arthur knelt behind Merlin with his penis in his hand. He leaned on Merlin's entrance. "Ready, love?"
Merlin nodded, embracing himself. Arthur pushed inside of him with a single thrust. Merlin screamed.
When he was all in, the blonde came out completely and then, back in again. He continued like that for a while.
Merlin was going crazy because of the great sensations that Arthur was giving him.
Then, Arthur increased the pace of the thrusts ... they were frantic, strong, insatiable.
The bed was moving along with them and soon, both experienced one of the strongest orgasms of their lives. Merlin cum for the third time; Arthur for the second.
The blonde leaned on the back of his husband, sweaty. Both were panting heavily.
Arthur took the gag out of Merlin's mouth, kissing him lovingly. "Are you all right? Wow, love ... it has been great. Thanks ... I needed it."
"Yes, I'm fine ... I liked it too," Merlin smiled.
..
Arthur was untying Merlin, when their doors suddenly flew open and a servant came in.
"My lords, Sir Kay needs to talk to..."
The young boy stopped in front of the scene before him: King Merlin completely bound and naked on the bed with an equally naked King Arthur untying him. The clues of what they were doing were evident on the bed and on their bodies.
Merlin made a distress sound, trying in vain to cover himself. He was all red due to the embarrassment.
Arthur's expression was one of pure anger. "YOU! HOW DARE YOU ENTER IN OUR ROOMS WITHOUT PERMISSION?"
"I ... I"
"OUT!"
The servant ran like hell.
Arthur finished to free Merlin and hugged him. "Do not worry ... I'm sure that servant will not dare say anything about what he saw ... you're all flushed, honey ... I'm going to get you some water"
Merlin smiled grateful. But he was still distressed.
The blond left the room and walked to the kitchen, where he fortunately found the same servant of before. He was alone in the room. He was sterilizing some clothes in the boiling water.
Arthur coughed, drawing his attention.
The servant turned, surprised, and his eyes widened at seeing King Arthur behind him. "Sire ... I apologize for having disrespected you before"
"What's your name?"
"Tom, my lord"
The King stretched his lips thoughtfully, walking towards the boy. "You see, Tom, I can forgive you for your disrespect ... The problem is that you have caused great discomfort to my husband... and I cannot accept it. Moreover, I don't like that other men or women see my Beloved naked and in all his beauty"
"I didn't ... I didn't want to..." The boy was shaking with fear now.
Arthur put his hand behind Tom's head, stroking it in a kind gesture. "I know ... I know. But Merlin is special ... he is the Consort of the High King of Albion and all the wrongs done to him are UNFORGIVABLE!"
Without hesitation, Arthur pushed Tom's head face down in the boiling water, holding it there. The servant squirmed, trying to break free, but the king was too strong. Suddenly, Tom stopped moving, dead.
Arthur threw him on the floor, looking at his boiled face expressionlessly. Then, an evil grin appeared on his face.
He breathed deeply, satisfied. "Finally, I am back"
Leaving there poor Tom's lifeless body, Arthur took a jug of cold water for Merlin and went back toward his room.
Just outside of it, he found Mordred, who looked at him with a strange expression ... as if he knew what his father had just done ... but it was impossible.
"Mordred, sweetheart, why are you still awake? You should be sleeping ..." Arthur smiled at his son.
The child watched him carefully for a few seconds, before speaking, "I had a nightmare ... can I sleep with Daddy?"
"Of course, love ... come here" Arthur lifted him in his arms and they went in the room to sleep with the person they loved the most in the world.
During the third day of the journey toward Camelot, Arthur and Merlin met Leon and the group of citizens that had fled with him in the Forest of Essentir. Everyone rejoiced at finding their beloved kings.
Merlin was relieved to have found some of the people; the only negative detail was that among them there was Anna, the daughter of the cook. She had a crush on Arthur. Every time she had to serve at the King Table, she always dressed provocatively, showing off her curves to the king. Moreover, Merlin had heard a rumor saying that she always invited blond men with blue eyes in her bed... Bitch!
And there she was, sitting next to Arthur, as he was explaining to Leon and the other men the attacking strategy. She was leaning too much towards him, fluttering her eyelashes constantly.
.. It was too much...
Being careful not to be noticed, Merlin whispered a spell toward Anna.
After a few seconds, the magic worked. She farted loudly and everyone stared at her. She covered her mouth in shock and embarrassment.
Silence reigned in the camp now. She farted again.
Arthur looked at her as if he did not know what to say, "Uh..."
"My ... my lord, I don't ..." She did it again.
She covered her face with her hands and ran into the woods, crying. Her flatulence continued.
Everyone started to laugh and Merlin noticed that Arthur was looking at him, smirking. He knew.
Merlin looked away, looking at the stars innocently.
….
Later that night, Arthur jogged up to Merlin.
"You all right?" The brunet asked.
"Yes"
"Do you think Morgana has too many men?"
"Southrons are men like me. Men we can fight. But Morgana...what can we do against her magic?"
Merlin smiled, "Leave it to me"
"What do you need?"
"I need a big bowl of water and straw..."
Arthur was confused, "What?"
"Just do it"
When everything was ready, Merlin sat down in front of the bowl. He casted a spell and Morgana's image appeared in the water, sleeping in her room.
All the presents were shocked.
"Merlin, what you gonna do?" Arthur asked.
"Watch"
The brunet took the effigy he had made with the straw. "Ontende eallne THAES drycræftes hire awæge!"
The poppet's head burst into flames and after another spell, Merlin threw it into the water.
Under the fascinated eyes of the people of the camp, the effigy reappeared under Morgana's bed, who did not notice anything.
"Now we can win the war," Merlin said, heading to his tent where Mordred was sleeping.
The next day, after leaving Mordred behind with Daegal, the little Army stepped forward toward the castle, not knowing that Morgana had seen them from her window.
After whispering something to a guard, she and Helios headed to the throne room to wait for her dear brother and her love.
Sir Leon leaded one group to take out the sentries on the wall with crossbows. Sir Percival went to free his fellow knights in the dungeons. Lancelot went to find Gwen to lock her in a room, waiting for everything to end.
Arthur and Merlin fought sets of Southrons, charging through the palace tunnels toward the Throne Room.
They charged into the chamber, but stopped short when they found only Morgana lounging on the throne. Helios standing next to her.
"Welcome, dear brother. It's been far too long. Merlin, love, I missed you"
"Hello Morgana, pardon my bad language, but could you raise your evil ass from my throne, please? I do not want you to soil it"
The witch growled, "You may not be so funny when I'll remove your eyes and kill you, after I have forced you to watch me marrying and making mine your husband," She leered at Merlin.
The brunet stepped forward from behind Arthur, "What makes you think I want to be with you, Morgana?"
She smirked, "Because you love your son"
Arthur and Merlin stiffed at that. Merlin was the one to talk, "What do you mean? WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY SON?"
Morgana laughed evilly, "One of my men should have found him as we speak. One word from me and your sweet little baby will found himself with a broken neck ... Come with me, Merlin, and help me to kill Arthur or Mordred dies"
Merlin became angry and hardened his eyes. He turned to Arthur and put a hand on his shoulder, whispering. "Kill her!"
Then, the brunet began running towards the exit to save his son.
Morgana raised her hand to stop him and to drag him to her, "I don't think so ... Hleap on BAEC!"
Nothing happened. Merlin disappeared behind the door.
Morgana was confused. She tried the spell again. Nothing.
"Not so powerful now, my lady" Arthur teased her.
Helios pulled Morgana behind him as she ran off. She made her way through the corridors, but a knight of Camelot stroked her from behind. She took him out, but not before sustaining a deadly wound in her side.
Meanwhile, after a long fight, Arthur managed to kill Helios, beheading him.
Camelot was his again.
….
Merlin ran to the edge of the forest, where he had left Mordred. When he arrived at the right place, he noticed Morgana's soldier pointing his sword at Daegal's neck, who was holding a crying Mordred.
"OH, HELLO!" Merlin shouted.
The man spun around and pointed the blade closer to Daegal. As soon as Mordred heard the voice of his father, he tried to stretch to reach him, "DADDY!"
"Don't worry, little one ... I'll be with you in a moment"
"Stay back ... or I'll kill him," The soldier shouted.
Merlin shook his head, "I do not think so ... Daegal, cover Mordred's eyes"
The king blasted the man backwards with a flash of his eyes. He went still as he hit the ground.
Merlin took Mordred in his arms and went back to the castle.
After killing all the enemy soldiers and giving first aid to the wounded. It was time to think about Gwen.
Lancelot had sedated and placed her in their bedroom, waiting for everything to end.
They had to hurry. Morgana's dark magic was leaving her body very quickly.
After leaving Mordred in Gaius and Alice's capable hands, Lancelot with an unconscious Gwen, Merlin and Arthur rode to the Cauldron of Arianrhod.
There, Lancelot had to find a way to convince his wife to enter the Pool. It was not easy. Morgana's magic was strong, but in the end, true love always triumphs.
Lancelot was able to reach that part of Gwen that had not been touched by the darkness and she entered the lake voluntarily.
Merlin recited the spell, "Yfel gaest, ga thu fram thisselichaman. Bith hire mod eft freo. Ar ond heofonutungol sceal thurhswithan"
A white light surrounded Gwen. When it dissipated, she turned to smile at Lancelot and the two of them embraced one other.
While he was watching them with delight, Merlin felt a twinge in his stomach and a great weariness.
In a moment, he was on the ground and the last thing he heard before the darkness had enveloped him were Arthur's alarmed shouts.
….
When he regained consciousness, Merlin was in his bed in the royal chambers. Arthur was sitting beside him, stroking his hair.
"Hey, good morning, Sleeping Beauty"
"What happened?"
"You fainted after saving Gwen ... two days ago"
Merlin wrinkled his nose, "For so long? That spell must have been very strong!"
Arthur smiled slyly, "No, you haven't passed out because of the spell ... Well, not really for that in itself"
The brunet was confused, "Then, why did it happen?"
The blond smiled, "Gaius has discovered a wonderful thing and the cause of your illness"
"I am touched that my pains make you so happy, thank you! What's wrong with me?"
Arthur beamed, "You're pregnant! We will have another baby!"
Merlin was shocked. Then, a huge smile spread across his face and he hugged his belly, looking at Arthur with tears of joy in the eyes, "Really?"
The blond nodded, "Yes, you should be about a month or two"
Merlin shouted of joy and hugged his husband. Arthur returned it.
Then the older king said, "Merlin, do you know what this means?"
"What?"
"That in a few months, we will have the hottest sex of our lives!"
Merlin shook his head in disbelief, but smiled nonetheless. "Prat"
"Your prat" Arthur kissed him gently.
Morgana stumbled through the forest, clutching her wounded side... Life was abandoning her.
Then, when she was about to lose consciousness after falling to the ground, she felt something stroking her cheek gently. She just opened her eyes and saw a white figure. It was blurred because of her blood loss.
A gentle and shy voice said, "Don't worry ... I'll save you"
Morgana was about to pass out, but she had to know the name of her savior, "Who are you?"
"I'm Freya"
